Beneath the Wing
It had been a couple of days since Amber and Rainbow Dash announced themselves as a couple. It was almost everyday they’d get together for a date, have sleepovers to gossip, and even get to share some of their more keen interests. It was typical puppy love, and both of them loved every second of it.
On one of their dates, Amber couldn’t help but notice Dash’s wings, and how well kempt they were. They were quite a nice pair of wings-- pristine, she might even say. She couldn’t tell exactly what was drawing her to them, but it was definitely an unnoticed beauty in her marefriend; she even complimented her. Rainbow Dash took great pride on preening her wings to make sure they were as sharp as could be, mostly to impress the Wonderbolts. A kiss good-bye and Amber watched her partner flap her wings several times before taking off into the clouds.
The next date, Rainbow Dash was over at Amber’s house. It was movie night, but both of them ended up talking through the entirety of the movie. Most of it, they hardly paid any attention. They were on the subject of how Dash had ever gotten into hooves.
“It’s… a long story.” Rainbow Dash sheepishly trailed off, looking away from Amber.
Amber stretched her neck next to Dash’s head, “Please? It’s not like I’d tell everypony here”.
She got slightly flustered, murmuring to herself before she finally caved in, “F-Fine. You promise not to tell anypony?”
Amber held a hoof in the air, “I promise”.
Dash sighed, “It started when I met Twilight, and Rarity, and everypony else. It started off as a normal friendship, but then I noticed that most of everypony was wearing some sort of hoofwear; Applejack had horseshoes for her bucking, Rarity wore stuff like heels, and some fashionable shoes, even Pinkie was wearing skates at one point. One thing I did notice was that Fluttershy never wore anything, and somehow, that was really appealing to me. Her hooves looked so… soft, and pleasing. I never had the courage to do anything about it, until you came along. That was the first time I’d ever even done anything with hooves.”
“Aw, that’s a cute story.” Amber cooed slightly.
Dash blushed slightly, “So, uhm… Do you like anything else besides hooves? I’m asking out of curiosity.”
“Well… I was going to tell you something about that, actually.”
“What is it?”
“I couldn’t help but notice your wings the last time we saw each other.”
Dash’s eyes lit up, “Yeah! And you told me how beautiful my wings looked”. She blushed again, “Th-Thanks again, by the way…”
“I, erm… Do you think I could maybe… Touch them?”
Dash’s eyes rolled towards one side, as if she were trying to look at her wings, “Uhhh…”
“If you’re worried about me messing them up, I could use my magic. I’ll be careful, I swear!”
Rainbow Dash thought hard for a minute, occasionally moving her wings slightly as if getting a feel for them. Finally, she spoke, “Aw, what the hay. Sure. It’s not like they’re going to get messed up from sleeping tonight, anyways.”
“Ooh, yay!” Amber clapped her hooves, and stepped off of the couch to the side of Rainbow Dash.
Amber used her magic to gently lift one of her wings to her face. She gently brushed her hoof along the top part of her wing. Rainbow Dash flinched slightly, trying to keep from giggling at the feeling. Amber lifted it slightly more, brushing her hoof on the underside of her wing.
“Ooh, it’s so soft!”
Dash replied, almost bursting out from laughter, “Y-Yeah…!”
Amber looked underneath to find rows and rows of neatly aligned feathers. She eyed over them, seeing the smaller ones bunching up near the webbing under her wing, which piqued her interest. The webbing was there, yes, but it also seemed somewhat of a… pit? A wing...pit? Amber’s curiosity got the best of her, and she gently prodded the spot. Rainbow Dash showed an appropriate response-- jumping, and squeaking.
“A-Amber! What are you doing?!”
“What is it? Are you ticklish on this… I don’t know what to call it. Is this a wingpit?” She poked it again, and Dash reacted the same way.
“S-Stop it, Amber!”
Amber lightly brushed her hoof against the length of it, feeling a very soft, and smooth surface. It was like a mix between velvet, and a lotioned tissue. As her hoof ran against this new thing unbeknownst to her, Dash’s laughter quickly turned into soft moans..
Dash called out to her, “Hnng~... Ah-Ahmber~...”
She stopped, looking at Dash’s flushed expression. She almost looked embarrassed at what had just happened, but she also looked pleased. Amber’s face widened, “Dashie… Is… Is this arousing for you?”
Dash slowly nodded her head.
Amber started to blush, “Can I… Could I keep going?”
Dash responded with an almost jittery nod, her eyes closed tightly.
Amber looked back at the webbing, noticing the slight pit underneath. She set her hoof down, and admired it for a bit, anticipating on what she meant when she said if she could ‘keep going’. She reached up to get another feel for it, but decided that she could possibly smell it? It was a weirder thought that crossed her mind, seeing how this was something she’d only just found out about. She didn’t want to make it seem like she’d have to smell everything that was new to her… But she did find this very appealing.
She leaned in, softly pressing her nose against the velvet-like fur. The smell of dew, and raspberries entered her nose. It was a delightful smell that only made Amber want more of it. She started to inhale more of it, even moving up and down Dash’s wing to fulfill the new need. Meanwhile, Dash continued to hold in a rather lusting moan while her marefriend had her way with her wings.
Amber continued to press her face into Rainbow Dash’s wingpit. It didn’t take long for her to take a curious taste test. She pressed her tongue at the base of Dash’s wing, and slowly ran it up towards her head. The same taste exploded in her mouth, with a slight coolness of mint hidden away at the back of her throat. Rainbow Dash squeaked. Her wings suddenly shot out with a loud, but faint pompf. They were raised so much, Amber didn’t even need to hold her wing up anymore. She let her magic fade, and went back to focusing on this new delicious snack in front of her. One lick after another, her lips pursed together for a hybrid of a kiss, and a suckle. She repeated this a couple of times before pressing her tongue on the surface, and slowly dragging up. She reached the end of the pit, but continued along the edge of her wing, her tongue retreating, and began to gently nibble on Rainbow Dash’s wing.
Dash couldn’t handle it anymore. She gave in, arching her head back and letting loose a loud, enticing moan. Amber continued to almost suck on her wings; her path straying into the bushels of feathers where she planted her face to take a rather large inhale. Dash called to her again in a weak, and shivering voice. Amber couldn't hear her-- the beating heart in her chest was deafening, and her blind lust was overwhelming her. She lowered herself to one of her forelegs, and began to wrap her tongue around her hoof, her muzzle brushing past her frogs. She made several long licks from the tip of her hoof, down to the base of her arm, and even catching the small pit beneath her arm. She didn't want to stop.
With one last effort, Dash called Amber's name in a moan. Caught off guard, Amber suddenly snapped out of her 'rampage', and looked at her marefriend, seeing her panting from the amount of ecstasy that she had been swimming in. She hopped off, and went over to check on her partner, who was sweating from how hard she tried keeping in her yearning sounds.
“I never realized how sensitive you really were; even your hooves pushed you over.”
“N-No, it’s not that,” Rainbow Dash sighed, regaining her breath, “Everypony has sensitive wingpits, it’s just… Some are much more than others. I can only imagine how Fluttershy would handle something like this…”
“Well… Thank you for sharing that with me. I’m sorry I went overboard, and I feel really bad about… You know... Is there, erm... Anything I could do to make it up to you?”
Dash took her time to recover, the slight huffing quickly ceased, and her composure was normal. She thought about it for a second. Then, her eyes lit up, but she seemed somewhat apprehensive about what she was about to ask, “There was something Twilight mentioned about unicorns… She said something about how sensitive horns were…”
“So, you’re saying… You want to do something with my… horn?”
Rainbow Dash nodded, “I… Actually want to something more than just that. I want to... Kiss it.”